Tossing his sleeves displeasedly, he said coldly from the thin lips, "Don't talk too speculatively!"
Is this disdain to talk more with her
She squeezed her chin, just feeling tight for fun. She looked at him leisurely, staring at his crimson lips, and commented with a smile, "It does give birth to a good look. This lips looks a bit fascinating. But, the world often says, lips People with thin petals have a cool nature, son, what do you think?"
After finishing the book, the nature was exposed.
When she said this, even Yan Xi was shocked, and she unexpectedly said something so nasty and funny.
"You-don't know how to be ashamed!" Qi Weisshui gritted his teeth, his cheeks were hot when she said something, and he clenched the sword in his hand.
If it weren't for the teacher's teaching them not to hurt the innocent, and not to bully the weak.
He really wanted to give her a sword so that she could close her mouth that was used to talking nonsense.
Feng Xi saw that he was really annoyed, sighed, and smiled softly, "Okay, I am teasing you. Every time I see you, I always have a stern face. It's so good that it fits your appearance age. ."
The rain gradually stopped, and a ray of sky light broke through the layers of dense dark clouds to illuminate, and mottled colored apertures gradually appeared above the sky, and a beautiful rainbow appeared in the sky after the rain.
Feng Xi leaned forward and put one hand on his forehead and peeped his head back. After seeing this, the coachman was nowhere to be found.
She shook her head and looked at the barren mountains. She didn't know where Yangzhou was or how to steer the horse that was startled and restless, frowning and worrying.
"Where are you going?" Weak and water pursed his lips.
When Yan Xi's eyes lit up, is there a guide in front of Xindao? She stroked her palm and said cordially: "This son, I want to go to Yangzhou, can you give me a direction?" I forgot that I had offended others just now.
"No." Qi Weanshui refused, his face restored to the appearance of an iceberg, as if it were a thousand years of snow-capped mountains.
"This way..." For the sake of difficulty, Yan Xi felt that since people refused, she would not be able to force her. After all, it is love to help her, and it is duty not to help, and there is nothing to complain about.
So, she stuffed her dimly sleeping silver turbidity onto her shoulders, jumped out of the car by herself, and took her baggage and paper umbrella. Yinzhuo grabbed her by the collar between half asleep and half awake, and fell asleep again.
Feng Xi took out his purse from the bag, and there was not much silver in it. She counted, took out twenty writings, wrapped them in a veil, and put them in the carriage. Then he tied the horse to the tree nearby, looked at the direction, and consciously picked a slightly flatter path and walked away.
Wei Weishui twisted his eyebrows, coldly spit out the words, "Wrong."
"Huh?" Yan Xi didn't hear the truth, and looked back at Qi Qianshui.
"The direction to Yangzhou is not that way, you are going the other way." Qi Weak Shui Naoren jumped suddenly, feeling deeply that he seemed to be in trouble.
The next moment, Yan Xi came back with a package. The man was tall and slender. She had to tilt her head up to see his sleek jaw and the distinctly slender and sparse eyelashes.
"My son, are you willing to show me the way?" She secretly smiled, and said to her heart that the man was cold and warm, so she wouldn't have to worry about getting lost.
Qi Qianshui is best at observing people's emotions, and sees the woman's narrow mind thoroughly. After a long silence, he slowly opened his lips.